"Let's go, it's the most important thing to find a place to heal the wound first." The brother's voice rang.

Fang Langxing sat down on the spot: "I can't walk anymore, let's take a rest first. I'll ask you, how do you know that there is a space channel in the belly of the fire python?"

It turned out that just as he turned around by the magma river, the brother's weak and weak voice rang out in time: "Let it... eat you."

"What?" Fang Langxing was a little incredible.

"Try it... and then live a life if you die."

"How... how did you give birth?"

"There are profound spatial fluctuations on this fire python. Anyway, you can't do anything. Maybe there is a rescue, so why not fight." The brother's voice became more and more energetic.

Fang Langxing had no way to think too much. The brother was right. Anyway, he died, so he simply yelled at the Fire Python. The fire tongue spurted out by the Fire Python was fierce. From Guan Rui and Chen Jing's perspective, he wrapped him in it, but in fact he was split into two and passed by him, blocking the view of the people behind him.

At that time, Fang Langxing had already made up his mind to die, but the fire tongue was bypassed by him. Before he could be happy, he was swallowed into his stomach by the fire python that was coming.

As soon as he entered the belly of the fire python, the familiar feeling of space teleportation appeared, but he could not tell the direction, but Fang Langxing immediately understood that he could not die.

But why did this fire python save itself?

New questions came to my mind again.

When his eyes lit up, Fang Langxing appeared, standing on a mountain, and after a closer look, there was a wide magma river in front of him, opposite the river...

Isn’t that Guan Rui, Chen Jing… and Yin Ziming?

It turns out that I am actually on the Wujie Mountain!

He looked at Yin Ziming blocking the flames, observed the ground and took away the blood on the ground until Guan Rui and Chen Jing left one after another, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He felt indescribable to Yin Ziming, with resentment and gratitude, because he knew that Yin Ziming did not take action while chasing him and let him go.

However, if it weren't for her, she wouldn't have ended like this now.

But for Guan Rui and Chen Jing, if you don’t take revenge, you will not be a human being!

The old brother smiled and said, "I don't know, but the appearance of this fire python is too coincidental. At the same time, based on my understanding of the way of space, the space fluctuations on the body of the fire python are revealed. This fluctuation is very hidden. If you were not standing at a close distance, I would not be able to see it at all. In other words, the owner of this fire python is extremely powerful."

"The owner of the Fire Python?" Fang Langxing was surprised, "Why do you make such a judgment?"

"Hehe, do you think it was a coincidence that I woke up at that time? No. I was sensed by a powerful force, which inspired me. You may not believe this force, because I didn't believe it at that time, but it was teleported from the fire python." The old man sighed a little.

Fang Langxing was stunned, and after a while, hesitating and asked: "Induction? Through the Fire Python Sensing, the power will be transmitted to you... Then have you recovered at that time? Why didn't you help me deal with Guan Rui and the others?"

The brother smiled bitterly: "I have recovered a little, but it's not that easy. Even if I can help you, I can't get rid of Guan Rui and Shen Jing. Yin Ziming is still staring at the distance. The situation is unclear, so you'd better die like this. When you go out again in the future, no one will know that you are still alive. You are in the dark, and they are in the light, so why not do it?"

Fang Langxing was surprised: "I didn't expect that you would think of so many things in just a while."

The old man laughed in silence: "I don't have that time to think about these things for you. I didn't have time to think about them at that time. I just gambled. Who knew that it was successful, which was not bad. These words just now were all the owners of the Fire Python for you."

"Can you communicate with him...?" Fang Langxing was very strange, "Who is he?"

The old man said with a sigh: "I didn't expect that I would meet an old friend here. Don't ask, who he is. I haven't remembered it yet, but I just feel very familiar. Maybe I will remember it when I meet."

Fang Langxing asked again, and the brother stopped him: "We are only half the smallest place in this Wujie Mountain. Have you seen the peak of the mountain above you? He is at the top and goes up. Ask him, I've told you everything I know. I really can't remember some things."

Fang Langxing looked up and watched, but he saw the mountain peaks like swords, piercing into the sky. The fog rose and could not see clearly the situation on the top of the peak. It is estimated that there is still a long way to go up from here. It seems that it is better to heal the wounds, and it is not too late to recover and then go up again.

He broke two thicker branches, tore his clothes into strips with his teeth, fixed the broken arms and hung them on his chest. The pain from the wound caused sweat to flow on his forehead. After finally getting it done, he let out a long sigh.

It is impossible to absorb the aura of heaven and earth without resolving the death energy in the dantian, but you can still regulate your breath and rest and restore your spiritual power, but you just don’t need to use the Heaven-Moving Art.

So, now, while restoring your spiritual power, you should hurry up and restore your soul power.

The soul can be cultivated. In the dark world, Master Yu Bodhisattva taught a very profound method of spiritual soul cultivation, called the God Forging Art.

The practice of this God Forging Art will help you eventually become a divine master, but the road to spiritual spiritual cultivation is very difficult, and the higher you go, the more you need opportunities.

At his current stage, he only needs to practice according to the God Forging Art. However, there are still requirements for the environment for the cultivation of the God Forging Art. At least it must be in a normal world, such as Water Blue Star. Fang Langxing's soul power is very strong compared to his realm, but if anyone knows how long he has been practicing in the dark world, he will only feel very ordinary.

The dark world is a very strange world. Not only is it always in darkness, but in its world, the flow of time is far lower than that of the outside world. Sometimes it can even be described as stagnation. It is not suitable for cultivating the soul, but at least it can be practiced, unlike the cultivation realm, which cannot absorb the breath of heaven and earth at all.

Fang Langxing has no idea how much time it took to cultivate this soul power until now.

The reason why he did not practice his soul after he was born was that the master told him that his soul power and realm were no longer matched, and he had to speed up the improvement of his realm. The master believed that the soul power, realm and spiritual power were best to balance, so that the higher the realm he practiced, the easier it would be to break through.

For the other party, Lang Xing, the cultivation of spiritual power is a purely natural behavior and does not require too much attention. This point appears in the dark world. He once asked the master about it. The master pondered for a long time and told him that it should be related to his origin. If he figured out his origin, he should be able to find the answer.

Now that I can’t practice the state, I will practice my soul power.

When practicing the God Forging Art, it will put a lot of pressure and temper on the soul, but it will also be very painful.

Fang Langxing didn't care about this kind of pain because he had experienced too much of this kind of pain in the dark world.

But I didn't expect that this time was different from any other time before. After practicing the God Forging Art, he felt that his soul was not being squeezed as before, but a powerful tearing force.

It seems that practicing souls in a normal world is a completely different feeling than in a dark world.

If the feeling of practicing the soul in the past was like being between two mountains and being constantly squeezed by the two mountains, the feeling of practicing the soul now was like being cut and torn apart by a sharp knife, and then being crushed into powder by the pressure of the mountains.

This kind of pain is not something that cannot be felt when you are immersive.

Fang Langxing almost fainted several times, and with his tenacious perseverance, he carried it down. After a soul tearing and crushing cycle, his teeth were almost bitten to pieces.

In this stage, the practice of the God-Forging Art requires at least three such cycles. The more cycles are, the stronger the training will be.

Fang Langxing's soul couldn't help but tremble, but he forced himself to hold it back. After eased a little, he began a second cycle...

The third time... the fourth time... the fifth time...

In this way, Fang Langxing was sweating profusely, his body kept shaking, and his face was distorted and deformed. In the end, he persisted in such a painful cycle seven times and finally fainted.

After waking up, the first thing the brother said was: "I think you are a lunatic!"

Fang Langxing smiled slightly: "What's wrong with this?"

Indeed, now he feels much better, he has a hundred times more energy and sufficient soul power. Well, the injuries on his body seem to be healing.

He looked at his body and saw that the skin and flesh trauma had basically healed. Even the broken left arm and bones were connected, and the pain was weakening. He looked inside the body and healing was slower, but it also improved a lot.

The old man smiled and said, "Hey, have you practiced some wood-based regeneration method?"

Fang Langxing said lightly: "Don't try to cover up the truth. Last time you said something, I began to doubt it. In the dark world, I have been living in a strange space hundreds of feet square. That space is full of ancient aura. This aura is constantly changing slowly, and it feels like water is flowing, and it seems that the breath is flowing. I don't have the powerful strength of my master. If I didn't have that strange space, I wouldn't be able to survive in the dark world. That strange space, the master said, existed with my birth, that's what you called the small universe? I have been immersed in the small universe for so many years, which has led to a great change in my body. I am very tough without practicing external refining. Otherwise, I would not be able to stop Yin Ziming's spiritual attack, and I would not have such strong self-repair ability. Can you tell me what that aura is?"

The brother stumbled for a moment, then laughed: "Xiao Fangzi, why can't I understand what you are saying!"

Fang Langxing said: "Don't pretend to be confused. Sometimes, I doubt you really can't remember it. You should be in my sea of ​​consciousness since the birth of your own. There is no need to deny that not everyone can enter the dark world. So far, there are only two living people in it, let alone the spiritual god who has lost its protection."

The brother was silent at this moment and couldn't speak for a long time.

Fang Langxing's mouth bent a cunning curve: "The master said, I fell to the dark world with a meteor. This is not ordinary reincarnation, this is the situation that only reincarnation and Nirvana will occur. I asked the master what is reincarnation and Nirvana. The master said that only the ancestor of the Netherworld has such a means. Coincidentally, there are things related to the Netherworld hidden in the space crack in my dantian. Could it be that my previous life was a person from the Netherworld?"

"Your imagination is really rich!" The old man spoke at this time, but he seemed quite helpless.

"Or..." Fang Langxing elongated his voice, but his expression became serious, "You, or your original body, are... the ancestor of the Nether?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and after a long time he said something: "I am definitely not the ancestor of the Netherworld, but I really don't remember who it is. But..."

"But what?" Fang Langxing asked.

"However, I can feel that the person on the top of this boundless mountain should know who I am." The old brother said quietly.

"Are you sure?" Fang Langxing was a little strange.

"Confirm. Because I felt the familiar smell in my senses with him. He should be a person who is very, very familiar with my body." The old man said very surely.

Fang Langxing stood up and said, "Okay, since that's the case, go up and take a look. I'm really interested when you say that."

His eyes turned to the top of the mountain, which was like a sword, with mist swaying and looming.

It's really full of fog!
Chapter completed!